A nonet poem offers a form that is both wonderfully simply and endlessly creative. Nine lines, with the first line having nine syllables, and each line having one fewer, until the last line with its one syllable. This nonet was written as a morning prayer, to complement the “Nonet at the Close of the Day” I wrote earlier. The picture in the background is taken from my front yard, from approximately the same place as the night prayer nonet. Here is my nonet poem again, in case the picture is difficult to read:
A Nonet for Morning Prayer
The beginning of this brand new day,
Full of things that have never been.
Where will I see you today?
Will my heart be ready?
Open my eyes, Lord,
Help me to see